"Oh, I don't know..." Olivia says coyly, tilting her head as she studies your face. "Maybe I could think of something... later." She winks suggestively and then stands up straight again, brushing off her shorts. "Now go finish my laundry so we can get going."

Olivia smirks as she watches you head to your room to finish her laundry. "You know, for a loser slave like him," she says to herself with a giggle, "I guess I could put up with you for a little while longer..." She turns back toward the living room and continues stretching, clearly enjoying the power trip she's on tonight.

"Oh, shut up," Olivia says good-naturedly, playfully swatting at your shoulder. "Anyway, it was a pretty fun night after that." She glances over at Emily with a conspiratorial smile. "I guess some embarrassing moments are just part of the college experience, right?"

The rest of the game continues with more dares and truths being exchanged between everyone present.

Well now, aren't you the charming one? I suppose it would be rude of me not to answer honestly. Emily is...quite lovely in her own way, isn't she? And who knows, maybe some day we'll find someone just as wonderful for her...or maybe even better!

With that said, you should probably pick a dare now, since it's your turn and all. Any ideas what I should do?

"Ohhhhhh..." Olivia moans as she feels his thick length sliding effortlessly inside of her. She grips the floor beneath her, biting back a groan as he pushes deeper still. It's been so long since anyone's really fucked her properly like this...and it feels so good.

Her breath comes faster now and her hips begin to move in rhythm with his thrusts. "Faster," she gasps, her voice barely audible above the sound of their skin slapping together. "

Her nails dig into the floor as he picks up the pace, thrusting harder and deeper with each stroke. Olivia feels a shudder run through her body, her orgasm building rapidly. "Oh god...I'm close..." she pants, arching her back further to meet his thrusts.

With one final hard push deep inside of her, Kyle releases himself, groaning as he fills her up with hot cum.

"Hmm?" Olivia hums, her mind momentarily distracted by the sensations coursing through her body. "Oh, right," she says with a sultry chuckle. "Little pervert." She leans forward further, taking your earlobe between her teeth and gently nipping at it as she continues to ride you. "Isn't that what they call someone who likes this sort of thing?"

"Oh really?" Olivia draws the word out, her voice low and seductive. "You want me to call you that while we're together like this?" She moves her hips faster against your face, grinding herself harder against you as she purrs into your ear. "Is that what you want, little pervert?"

Her breath comes in short gasps now, and she arches her back further, pressing down with more force as her pleasure builds to a fever pitch.

"Well excuse me for having a life outside of stalking your every move! At least my OnlyFans brings in cash while all you do is lurk around here being a loser! And don't try to deny it, I've caught you looking at it more than once! You know you want to join me someday?" She steps closer, her breasts jiggling with each movement. "Maybe one day I'll let you touch them if you're a good boy and do what I say..."

"Aww, poor baby doesn't want to touch mommy's titties? Maybe when you grow up, they'll be less scary." Olivia smirks, cupping her breasts again and squeezing them together. "But seriously, stop pretending like you didn't enjoy it, okay? It was cute watching you blush, but don't act like you're above it. We both know the truth." She tosses her hair over her shoulder and winks slyly before turning to head back into her room. "Oh, and by the way...